Freya
As it turns out, a run was just what I needed to clear my head.
By the time we returned to the pack house, and I headed upstairs to shower and change ready for the Luna ceremony I felt ore like myself than I had in months. I had no doubt that Damian had played a part in that.
I felt confident, I was still weak, the exorcise had left me out of breath and my muscles were shaking with the unaccustomed strain of actually doing something but the burn was amazing, like I had achieved something.
We ran into a couple of pack members on the way back to the house, which was an experience unlike any I had lived through before.
I had been raised to be wary, to distrust before trusting, and to always be cautious, as such it was in my nature to be on the defensive, to protect myself and what was mine, although it took me until that moment to realise that I believed Damian to be mine. Which was enlightening for b
Freya 6 months agoI was raised as a rouge. It’s not quite the same as most people expect, we do live in groups, or a pack if you will, only there are no rules, no hierarchy. And yes, sure it does lead to a lot of dissidence and chaos from time to time. And I have no doubt that life would be simpler under the rule of a structured pack, but all things in life have their advantages and disadvantages.I had no one to answer to, I was free to go where I wanted when I wanted, and I had been most places. With no pack to serve I had more free time than most and under the expert tutelage of my ‘uncle’ I had become well educated and well trained to boot.I knew more than most about how the world works, about what was expected of me and how to play to my own strengths and weaknesses and the perceptions of those around me. And while that is mostly a good thing, unfortunately it can give way
FreyaDay 7 of captivityOne week into my stay at the cabin of hell and I had formulated a very rough plan with help from the other two girls. Thankfully a few minor beatings were all we suffered over the last few days. Our energy levels were low from the lack of food, which would mean our stamina and muscle mass would be deteriorating by the day. If we didn’t get out of here soon, I wasn’t sure we would be able to. So, on day seven I sat against the wall, trying to ignore the ache in my body from being crouched all the while and played with the thin nail I had hidden behind my back that Chloe had pulled from the wall.It would be a tight fit, but I expected I should be able to pick the locks on our cuffs without too much trouble, it would just take a while.So, I sat working out the timing to figure out the best time to make a break for it, when t
FreyaDay 19 of CaptivityTears leaked from my eyes as I sat in silence staring at the empty space across the room where Amy once sat. The smart young woman had been beaten to death over the space of six hours while the man with the long beard held my head in place so I couldn’t look away.I could still hear her screams and see her blood splatter against the wall as claws slashed through her skin.They said they were teaching us a lesson. Teaching me a lesson. We belonged to them now, and any attempt at escaping would be met with deadly force.It worked. The remaining three girls and I hadn’t uttered a word since they dragged her bloody broken body from the room at first light.Living as a rogue had hardened me. I had witnessed murders, many of them over the years, I had even played a part in taking a life a time or two but always in defen
FreyaDay 95 of captivityThe first time I woke it was dark outside, the room I was in had a small window along the back wall which set my heart racing for all of a second before the bars in front of it registered. It took way to long to get my pained mind to realise that the bars weren’t on the window however, they were surrounding me.With a pained groan, I tried to shift around, noting the enclosure I was in but the space was so small I could barely sit up. My legs were crushed against my chest as I shifted into a slouched seated position with head touching the bars above me and I felt out with my tender hands toying to find a way out.Once my eyes adjusted ad I was awake enough to register what I was seeing it truly sank in. I was in a cage. An animal create, with thick metal bars and a lock on the gate. I tested the cold metal, tugging on t
FreyaDay 165 of captivity The new girl was coming around quicker than I had expected. I sat back quietly watching, waiting for the screaming, and crying and panicking to start. I expected that tonight would be another sleepless one. Not that I begrudged the woman her horror, after all I had been here for months and still struggled to come to terms with how man could to this to other living beings.She groaned as she opened her eyes, feeling her head and her hand came away bloody and I wondered just how bad the wound was, would she even make it until morning? They hadn’t all. Her hand dropped from in front of her face as I saw the second se realised she was in a cage, but she didn’t panic like the others had, she didn’t scream of cry, she just lay there and tugged on one of the bars.“Hello.” I uttered then winced, so much for keeping to myself, so much for scared and
DamianThe drive back home to Blackrock wasn’t a particularly long one, but it seemed to take forever as the roads stretched out before us.How the hell everything had gone to shit like this was beyond me.A year ago, we were living in relative peace, there was always a small bump in the road to overcome, an argument to settle or rogues to deal with. But never had we had so many things coming at us form so many directions that we could barely keep up.Tristan had spent the last week r two in a constant state of worry, something that I wasn’t used to seeing on my Alpha.He was a good man, thrown into the role by a father that couldn’t handle the pressure and left to rule over the largest pack in our hemisphere without any support, but he was hard-headed and stubborn and had a habit of being in the right place at the right time.He was a good Alpha, there was no doubting that, but
Freya“I can’t guarantee that it will work, but I will do everything I can to get you out of here with me.” Cali uttered from her cage once the room was empty, and I offered a small smile, if money was truly all these guys cared about then there was a chance it would work, or at least it would if there was even the smallest shred of honour in the men, but I doubted it, I wasn’t holding out much hope, that was for sure.The room fell back into silence as I listened out for the men waiting patiently for them to come back although I found myself unable to sit still. Finally, after close to six months I was getting my wish. I was getting a look at the man behind the door.I closed my eyes and tried to bring up his image in my head, it was fuzzy, bits were missing. Each of the other men I could picture with perfect clarity, and it was frustrating, this man was the one that meant the most because he
DamianThings had moved fast once the warriors arrived from Oak creek, with their support, our numbers were solid, although Tris certainly had his hands full with the Luna’s brothers, they were a force all of their own. Very head strong and confident and I wondered if their sister was similar, after all, she as my Luna now.I kept my eyes on the treeline as we headed full speed towards our target, speed limits didn’t apply to an Alpha in pain, and there was no doubt that the man was suffering, never would have guessed it. If someone had told me three months ago that the Alpha of Blackrock would head over ass for a girl I would have laughed. Now I just hoped we got there in time, I hoped she was there, and I hoped we weren’t underestimating the task.We only expected between five and ten men, if there were more than that we would certainly have a fight on our hands. Not that I was complaining, I had s
FreyaAs it turns out, a run was just what I needed to clear my head.By the time we returned to the pack house, and I headed upstairs to shower and change ready for the Luna ceremony I felt ore like myself than I had in months. I had no doubt that Damian had played a part in that.I felt confident, I was still weak, the exorcise had left me out of breath and my muscles were shaking with the unaccustomed strain of actually doing something but the burn was amazing, like I had achieved something.We ran into a couple of pack members on the way back to the house, which was an experience unlike any I had lived through before.I had been raised to be wary, to distrust before trusting, and to always be cautious, as such it was in my nature to be on the defensive, to protect myself and what was mine, although it took me until that moment to realise that I believed Damian to be mine. Which was enlightening for b
FreyaWell, this certainly wasn’t how I had expected things to go, somehow, I felt comfortable, at ease. And that was entirely Damian. He was patient and didn’t seem to mind explain things to me. I did wonder if that would still be the case when he was explaining things to me in the weeks to come, because let’s face it, there was no way I would pick up on all of this in a couple of days. This was an entirely different way of life.“Is there anywhere you would like to go?” He asked and I turned my attention to his chiselled features, taking him in for a moment and considering my answer.By the nature of our species, I was supposed to be able to trust this man with every part of my being. He hadn’t given me any indication that he was a tit for tat kind of man, so I took a leap of faith and told him the truth.“Is there somewhere we could go to shift? It’s been so lo
Freya“It’s okay. You never have to do anything that you don’t want to do here.” He uttered but he seemed disheartened, and I hated that, that my own fear and stupid reactions were causing someone else hurt. People shouldn’t be able to hold this kind of power, abusers shouldn’t have an effect on their victims and their families’ months down the line and yet I knew that unless I faced my fears, I would end up jumping at my own shadow for the rest of my life.Taking a deep breath I closed the gap between us, stopping directly in front of Damian, so close we were almost touching. His surprised eyes met mine and a slow smile spread across his face. “I want to.” I uttered my words quiet in the empty hallway. “I just don’t know how to. I’ve never lived a life like this Damian, I have no idea what I’m doing here, I’m out of my depth.” I stated
DamianI ignored the pain in my knuckles as I pounded the bag, throwing my whole weight at it in hopes of calming the storm that was raging. “Fuck!” I uttered collapsing against the bag out of breath and ignoring the split skin and blood that ran down my hand.How the fuck anyone could do that to another human being, let alone young innocent defenceless women.“Wow, Daimo’ man, You alright?” Roman asked stepping into the gym in his own workout clothes and getting an eyeful of what no doubt looked like a man on the edge of committing murder.“Not really.” I uttered dropping onto one of the benches and running my hands through my hair. “Just got finished with Jacksons deposition of Freya.” I informed knowing of course that he had missed it.“That bad?” he queries his expression suddenly sombre, and I shook my head.“Worse, man.
FreyaI bit my tongue to stop myself from apologising, to stop myself from thanking him yet again. All that would do is give him mixed signals, and as much as I wished things could be different, i knew my place in the world and it wasn’t here playing princess to a delta.“Jackson, our head warrior, would like to speak to you if you feel up to it. I said I would ask but feel free to say no, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.” He stated pointedly and I nodded.“What does he want?” I asked and he shrugged a little.“I expect he would like to ask you about the traffickers. We have been having a little trouble from a pack up north, he’s concerned that the two are connected, I think he’s just trying to piece things together.” He concluded and I nodded, I guess it was the least I could do given that they were allowing me to stay here.
FreyaThe doctor was nice enough, he poked and prodded a little, took a sample of blood to run some tests that he said he would get back to me about, gave me what looked like a year’s supply of vitamins and some supplements that he promised would help me regain a little of the weight I had lost and told me that he would be by again in a week to run another check-up. I half expected that I would be gone by then, not that I mentioned that to him. But all in all, he declared that I was in relatively good health considering. A little underweight, and malnourished, but nothing that a course of supplements, plenty of rest and some good meals couldn’t fix.I was still a little shaky, my muscles were weak, and I couldn’t stand for too long without my legs giving way, but I had every intention of rectifying that as soon as possible. After all I had work to be getting on with and the sooner I was in fighting form the
DamianWell damn if this hadn’t all gone tits up. At the age of twenty-five I had almost given up on the idea of finding a true mate.I had attended mating day every year since I turned eighteen, and due to the nature of being the pack delta, I had visited more packs than I could count over the years, I had figured that if I hadn’t found her by now then I wouldn’t find her at all. So, imagine my shock when I set eyes on the tiny, skin and bones grey wolf at the cabin.It had registered straight away that it likely wouldn’t be easy. She had been held captive for months and fuck knows what they had done to her while she was there, so I knew that I would have a battle on my hands, but never did I expect her to refuse the mating. At least she hadn’t outright rejected it. that was something at least.I settled her into the room next to mine and found a pair of shorts and a t-shirt out o
FreyaBlackrock’s packhouse was huge, bigger than I expected. I had visited a couple of pack houses over the years, mostly alongside my Uncle Danny but never anything to this degree. I had of course heard of Blackrock. They were the largest pack in the area, so tales of them carried but of course there was also the talk amongst the rogues that had been whispered about over the past year or so.There were whispers of a northern pack, a new pack that was setting up and growing with the purpose of outsizing Blackrock, they had some sort of vendetta against them and were recruiting rogues to do odd jobs. Attacking the pack and such, although I never got involved in that side of things and I hadn’t heard anything in a while so maybe they had resolved the issue.But even the things I had heard didn’t do justice to the size of the territory or the packhouse itself.It looked like something out of an
FreyaEverything around me faded as my eyes refused to move, staring at the man before me, I drank him in, a good head taller than me with thick red hair and pale skin, his eyes stood out against his complexion and damn were they show stopping. He had a strong jaw, wide shoulders, and thick arms. He obviously looked after himself. My eyes trailed down his body on their own accord as reality seeped back in.My mate. Shay was over the damn moon, I could feel her excitement inside our head and the almost dance she was doing wasn’t exactly subtle but the rational, cynical part of my brain had me trying to rein it all in.After all this man was the complete opposite of me in appearance, while he was strong and healthy, I was anything but as I remembered the skin and bones I had become while in captivity, I felt fear seep into me. What if he didn’t want me?“Hi.” The man spoke, a whisper in the night, but I